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I had a strange but awesome dream last night.

In short, some friends and I were in a horror theme park, determined to defeat a witch ruling over it by collecting tokens from the rides. We went through one of those walk-through horror attractions, where people jump out at you. We had our deepest darkest secrets announced to the park over the loudspeakers, then were chased by white infant mannequins up to the attic of a hotel.

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Okay, I dont have time to read everything preceding but its been like two days so I want to post before I forget about it :<

Epic dream was epic. And I could still remember most of it when I woke up. SOOO VIVID.

But now its mostly fragments kept alive by my notes.

I was on some sort of strange street lined with shops. One was closed, but I recognized by its foreign sounding name that it would be open only at night, with a sister shop somewhere only open during the day. This is the same alley with a restaurant I've never been to but in my dreams, know the entire layout of. The next fragment involved some sort of strange parade, during which my perspective came to that of a man near the front of it, riding with someone else on some sort of strange creature. Probably a dragon, judging by what happened later on.

The man and his companion come to the end of the street, facing an armed guard and someone who was clearly the leader of the area, or at least some sort of bishop-like person of authority. The one I was viewing from put on a mask of the sun, and the other a mask of the moon, and the crowd cheers wildly, but the head man is furious. He has the entire parade captured and chained to an overhead running chain. Chains hang down everywhere, like a forest, and the whole thing is ominous. It feels like everyone is being dragged to some sort of slaugherhouse, so I mentally try to distance myself, and amazingly it works. I seem slightly oblivious to everything going on, even as we are taken past a hanged man with a sign nailed through him reading "Traitors" and everyone is tortured. I am left with the view of the man who I was watching have his face basically reconstructed with various unpleasant materials like metal and plastic and paper.

Then it jumps ahead again. I am, or at least am viewing through, some sort of strange creature, half electronics with a USB plug on a tail, in what feels like a giant scale electronics bin. Possibly what everyone involved was turned into. For some reason, there are also dragons in there with me. Me/this creature plugs themselves into the wall, and somehow conjures up this strange device that looks like a huge clawed gun, somewhat like something out of half life or portal, white and green and bulky. One of the dragons takes it and smiles, and shoots the other dragon with cables from it that reveals their true form (which was NSFW but still all dragon. :u)

One last shift takes me and them a few years ahead. The dragon still has that strange device, but attaches it to my arm, somehow turning it into a powered armor type of glove. He then opens a portal to a realm where he wants to take his newly hatched dragonkin, one white, and one black (I can't remember the other two dragon's colors) and they're all being chased. I guard the portal as it shrinks, staying behind to make sure the two little dragons get through. He thanks me, and I find that I can open my own portals, but only to either the realm of the white dragons or black dragons, not the neutral grey hatchery area.

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I had a dream this morning that involved using a poker-like weapon. For reference, I've decided elsewhere in the forum that Pokerkind would be my weapon of choice. Within the dream I definitely alluded it to a poker. It was pretty cool.

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I dreamt I was in bed with Hayden Panettiere and this other chick. Then I was driving home and my ex-buddy "Billy" made a giant IM window pop up on my windshield, asking me if I wanted to find a hooker.

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My dreams seem to be getting steadilly more raunchy. Last night involved what can only be described as a portable glory hole.

Get on the ball, science. So much money to be made.

Anyways, the past two nights I've had two pretty wierd dreams. Friday, I dreamt of this Pixar/Homestuck style girl walking down a dirt road, going into a cave, and getting punched in the eye. The eye then went all crooked and started spurting blood. Yeah, not the best dream at all.

Yesterday I had a better dream at least. I was watching a play (god forbid) when Death from Problem Sleuth came up and took me by the hand. He said some stuff to me I can't remember, and after a short walk down a street, let go of my hand. I woke up as soon as he let go. Kind of wierd to see him in my dreams if I haven't even gotten past the first truffle shuffle. I think it was provoked by that fanart of him and Grandpa Harley having some tea.

So hopefully I don't get a crappy dream tonight. One not involving monsters punching little girls in the eyeballs.

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I was drawing some really weird comic? And I was deciding whether or not to put it in my Scraps or a separate folder with a warning on dA. Yeah I dunno. I can't even remember why the comics were so potentially offensive.

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Goddamnit, now its my turn to have one of those "Oh man, that was such an epic dream! I gotta go tell zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" moments. The second dream made me forget about what I'd dreamed in the first, and was so boring (something involving the standard i-think-im-awake daily life deals. We had lots of food that I would have enjoyed eating, it made getting something to eat when I did get up very depressing.) that I can't even properly remember that. So I catnapped until noon.

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Okay, this is pretty disturbing.

Last night I dreamed that I was fighting a vampire that had a nice suit, slicked-back hair and dark glasses. The whole dream was in shades of green and black, kind of like the Matrix. Anyway, this vampire was pretty much invincible. No matter what I attacked him with, he wouldn't flinch. At once point he just stood there impassively while I sunk a knife into his face. There was no blood or signs of pain or anything...it just went right through him like he was made of styrofoam. Then he laughed at me, and I woke up.

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Ugh, I had a pretty weird dream last night. I forgot most of the details, but I think I've got enough remembered for my purposes. It was one of those dreams where you wake up hours ahead of schedule, shivering in your cold sweat, and inexplicably unnerved. So you spend some time contemplating your dream, and you realize that you just have to make an MSPAFA out of it.

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Is it normal to have deja vu in dreams? I often have dreams, not particularly special, but I swear I recall having very similar, if not the same, dreams months or even years ago. It's mildly disturbing. Maybe they're prophetic?

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Happens to me all the time.
Sometimes it's intentional, actually. Sometimes not so much. I still remember that series of dreams where people kept appearing in my house because I was thinking about them and apparently I had magical summoning powers or something.

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My friend has the best dreams ever. Well of the five of us anyway.
They have a kind of pattern.
I die, I come back to life, turn evil and kill her.
I think in a few of them I was in a dress or something...
Anyway, the only one I could find was of this one. And none of that happened whatsoever. Except the fact that everyone dies....that ALWAYS happens.

Her dream(as written by her [Jake=me]:

And I had the weirdest dream. Jake, Sarah, Ryan and I were at AB-tech, and apparently were doing pretty weird things, and we had this list of rules and checklist... I remember #23 and #25 pretty vividly. Also, Jake, you were our leader. :O Sarah was the mild-mannered one, Ryan was the silent one, and I was the bitch that I typically am. And we jumped off a cliff that randomly appeared before us and landed on a mattress.

23 - rid yourself of any kind of parasites before hugging. [I remember this because I was like, "DID EVERYONE DO NUMBER 23? JAKE, YOU DON'T HAVE TAPEWORMS DO YOU DX" and you were like, "NO DID YOU GET RID OF THAT GREEN THING THAT YOU SWALLOWED AT THE RIVER?"]
25 - pee before skydiving, jumping, chasing, or getting hit by cars.

And then later we formed a suicide pact. -nods- 'Cept it turned out that it was an accident, us dying together. Cause we were going to originally jump off the bridge into the river. But instead Ryan went all demonic while he was driving and drove the car into a building. RYAN DIIIEEDD. Oh well.

So we were like, "-.- well that sucked."

And then the doors were locked, and their weren't any windows, and the hole where we came through was sealed up. So that kinda sucked. xD

We went upstairs, [after this I think I'm going to start carrying a flashlight, first aid kit, and coffin around with me] and we saw a kitty. Not just any kitty. Pumpkin.

But I never found out what number fifteen was. The lights turned on, and we saw Mickey. I won't go into it, but believe me when I say that he wasn't looking too good. And he smelled like a decomposing corpse. Although I guess by now he is decomposed...

Anyway. You know how zombies are generally slow and shuffley?

This zombie puts olympic runners to shame. I guess he didn't walk though. It was kind of this...teleporty thing. And he kept going towards you guys, and I was having an inner battle.

Do I flee, or stay?

I stayed. Just by the way. -.- I, the idiot, tried to pour water on him. Cause it worked on the Witch, you know?

Didn't work on Mickey. Or Pumpkin. Pumpkin was pretty pissed.

He ripped out my heart. Fun, eh?

So there you have it. My dream. Maybe he didn't kill you guys. Maybe he did. -shrug- Maybe #15 was a plan and I poured water on him for nothing.

I keep having dreams about Mickey. It's pretty weird. Except they usually don't have other people. Usually I'm just in the crawlspace and I seem him. He then says something cryptic like, "the baby kangaroo will be betrayed by one he loves best." He also told me that if I died, I could be with him. -shrug- Sounds like a nice offer to me.